Friday, September 20, 2013

Mary is in my heart? Help!

By Melanie Jean Juneau

Window in the Cathedral of Cordoba, Spain (photo credit: Wikimedia)

What would be the absolute worst thing that could happen to a
nice Protestant girl?

Why Mary, the Blessed Virgin, would do a little interior house
cleaning, then make a home for herself in the poor girl's heart, that's
what! If that was not bad enough, this perplexed young woman's belief
system would stay staunchly anti-Catholic for oh, about another 10 years, even
though she had converted to Catholicism. I mean what choice did she have?
Nobody but the Catholic Church even wants someone who craves the Eucharist and
has a relationship with the Mother of Christ.

Obviously this young woman was and is me. God has a peculiar
sense of humor and now I can look back and laugh at my dilemma. At the time,
though I was shook up. As Pope Francis said at the Easter Vigil, God delights
in shaking us up, or as I like to say, ripping the rug from underneath us.
Nope, God will not stay in a nice, neat little box of our own making. Just when
we think we have Him all figured out, He pulls another fast one on us. Thank
goodness; life is never boring when you give God permission to work in your
life.

I was reluctant to turn to Mary, I couldn't help but feel like a
heretic somehow turning from Jesus as my only Savior. Yet over and over,
God only offered healing and peace when I turned to His Mother. Finally
a wonderful priest from Madonna House, the Director General of
Priests. Fr. Bob Pelton, smiled at me compassionately and
said something like this:

"Melanie, why don't you relax
for a few months and stop tormenting yourself with guilt? Simply relax into the
bosom of the Church and Her teachings and allow your relationship to Mary grow
naturally, without fighting everything with your intellect? Trust in your own
heart as well."

Even now, some 30 years later,
tears are welling up and I could weep with relief all over again as I write
these words. Somehow I was given the grace to lay down my logic, reasoning and
Protestant theology and simply throw my self into the arms of my Spiritual
Mother.

Actually, we really do not have a clue what we are saying “yes”
to in the beginning of our Christian walk. At our wedding, 34 years ago, I
sensed these words within my heart:

"I will change the way the two of you work and play, the way
you walk and talk, the way you laugh and cry, everything about you, so
that you will reflect the glory of my Father in Heaven."

Foolishly we thought that this
was a nice word from God! Little did we know that 34 years later we would
still be being turned inside out. I agree whole heartedly with Pope Francis, God
does seem to delight in shaking us out from our narrow little lives. I could
not live any other way.

Thank-you
God for not listening to my opinions or plans for my life.

Thank-you
for the grace to give You permission to take over and make me yours.

I just remembered the time I spoke at a cloistered convent of Sister of the Precious Blood and i had them laughing so hard when i talked about the reactions of a Protestant's family when their daughter rebels and becomes a Catholic. They were in the habits as they sat in rows in separated choir stalls ..it was hilarious, and joyful